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The Lotus Monster


O sweet-faced, soft-eyed Medusa of steely heart

We bow before thee, offering obeisance to thy wickedness

Clad in unsuspecting innocence. Thy power over us is unmatched

For thou could be the difference between Life and Death

Pass and Fail

Attendance and Shortage, yet none have

Understood the caprice that governs thy bureaucrat’s mind

Capable of spinning out regulations on the fly

And leaving even students of the law dazed.


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